The moon is in the sky, and the stars are dim.

In front of the mountain temple, the temple gate has fallen to the side at some point.

The interior of the temple is also covered with cobwebs and dust, and the only statue of a mountain god has only half of the head left.

The other half's head fell to the ground, like garbage, covered in dust and filth.

There are quite a few straw pavings on the ground, and it is clear that there have been passers-by who have stopped here.

A young man lay down beside a fire that was about to be extinguished, with a pale face and hands tightly on his chest, lying down beside the fire without moving.

Long!

Well!

With a muffled snort, Fang Xiu struggled to get up from the ground, and suddenly felt an unbearable soreness and numbness all over his body.

"Where is this, I, not dead?"

With the help of the not-so-bright fire, Fang Xiu looked at where he was.

When he saw the dilapidated statue of the mountain god, the ruined scene around him, and the clear pain in his body, he had to think that he was dead but alive again.

Suddenly, Fang Xiu's brows furrowed, and a sporadic memory that didn't belong to him appeared in his mind.

After a while, after completely accepting the memory, Fang Xiu understood the reason for the incident.

The owner of this body is also named Fang Xiu, a student who is preparing to go to Beijing to catch the exam.

But he has been sick since he was a child, and when Fang Xiu's predecessor planned to rest in the mountain temple, he happened to get sick, and he died in this mountain temple.

Immediately after, Fang Xiu from another world came here for some reason.

And by chance, he possessed the corpse that had just died, and came back to life.

Except for this little memory, Fang Xiu didn't get anything else.

Most of the memories of the predecessor disappeared at the moment of death.

Only when he went to Beijing to take the exam, it was the obsession in his body and mind that he reluctantly retained and absorbed it for Chen Xu.

It turned out to be sick and dead!

Fang Xiu smiled bitterly, this predecessor was as unlucky as himself, he died of illness.

I involuntarily touched my chest, but I didn't feel the suffocating feeling when my predecessor was sick.

"Is this the time for the onset of the disease, or is it because I am reborn and the disease has been cured?"

Fang Xiu pondered secretly, he was not sure, after all, he was not a doctor, and he did not have much in-depth insight into the pain.

But it's always good that he doesn't get sick, at least he can live for a while.

Putting aside the physical problems for the time being, Fang Xiu carefully looked at the surrounding environment.

The dilapidated mountain temple looked a little dark in the light of the moonlight and the not-so-bright fire.

Coupled with the statue of the mountain god with half of his head broken, it is difficult for a normal person to have a sense of fear if he appears here.

But Fang Xiu has been lying on the hospital bed waiting for death all the year round, and he has a much lighter view of life and death than ordinary people.

The heart has also been trained to be stronger than ordinary people, although this mountain temple looks dark, it will not make Fang Xiu feel afraid.

Or what could be more frightening than lying in bed and waiting to die?

Fang Xiu struggled to stand up, but as soon as he exerted his strength, his body suddenly fell to the ground with a limp.

"This level of physical weakness is the same as what I used to have, I really admire how my predecessor survived here!"

Fang Xiu couldn't help but shake his head, this body was weak to this extent, and his predecessor was still thinking about going to Beijing to catch the exam.

With this kind of physical fitness, it is a problem not to die halfway.

It's just, am I going to just lie down and die?

If you die this time, you may never have a chance to be born again.

Fang Xiu lay on the ground weakly, full of thoughts.

Although he is used to seeing life and death, he finally has a chance to live again, and if he dies so aggrieved, he is still a little unwilling.

"What's the use of being unwilling, this is not in the village or behind the store, not even a figure can be seen, looking at the condition of this body, even if you don't die of illness, you are about to die of weakness here, and there is no hope when you wait for someone to rescue you. ”

Just after a while, Fang Xiu was already panting, and he was a little weak and couldn't breathe.

"Ding! The final lottery system is on!"

"Since the host is opened for the first time, the system will reward a chance to draw a lottery!"

"Does the host draw rewards?"

In my head, a cold voice suddenly sounded from the machine.

"Who!"

Fang Xiu, who was stimulated by the cold voice, sobered up for a moment and turned his head, but did not find any figure.

"May I ask if the host will draw rewards!"

There was no answer, and the cold voice of the machine repeated the words just now.

Now Fang Xiu finally discovered that the source of the sound did not come from the surroundings, but from his mind.

Could it be that this is my golden finger after being reborn?

Lying on the hospital bed all year round, Fang Xiu can also read books in various aspects when he has nothing to do.

There is still a certain understanding of such things as gold fingers.

It's just that he didn't expect this kind of thing to be touched by him.

"May I ask if the host will draw rewards!"

The cold voice of the machine was still repeating.

"Extract!"

Without too much hesitation, Fang Xiu replied directly.

Suddenly——, Fang Xiu only felt a flower in front of him, and an illusory turntable appeared in front of him.

On top of the turntable, there are six squares with a pointer in the middle.

Each grid reads: Martial Arts, Pills, Divine Soldiers, Pets, Daily, and Divine Powers.

Underneath the wheel, there is a number 1.

Fang Xiu guessed that it should be the so-called number of lottery draws.

Other than that, there's nothing left, and the concise couldn't be more concise.

Fang Xiu asked tentatively, "Excuse me, how should this be drawn?"

Half-loud, there was no answer, and the cold voice of the machinery did not come again.

"Draw a reward!"

Unable to get an answer, Fang Xiu said tentatively.

Immediately after, the number 1 at the bottom of the turntable turned into 0, and the hands began to spin wildly.

The speed of rotation can be called a dazzling, and Fang Xiu's eyesight can't even catch a shadow.

It didn't take long for the speed of the pointer to slow down.

Little by little, I swiped through the six squares, but I never stopped completely.

"Pill, pill!"

Fang Xiu thought silently in his heart, with his body now, except for the possibility of extracting the pill, everything else was useless.

It's not that he doesn't like martial arts, but with his current physical condition.

It's completely useless to give him these, and he hasn't been able to survive this level of survival at the moment, so what's the use of having peerless magic skills and peerless divine soldiers?

As for the supernatural powers and pets, Fang Xiu didn't think it could help his body.

With Fang Xiu's silent recitation, the speed of the pointer had completely slowed down, and only a little movement remained.

The grid of pets has passed, the grid of daily life has also passed, and the grid of supernatural powers has passed little by little.

Finally, I entered the grid of martial arts.

A little bit of swiping on the grid of martial arts, the strength of the pointer seems to be exhausted at any time.

Fang Xiu's eyes widened and landed on the last place where the pointer rested.